Beauty and Beast

Madilyn's 17th Birthday POV Today I woke up like any other day. My alarm went off at 5 a.m. as I wanted to just hit snooze and just sleep for 5 more minutes, on today of all days, I knew it wasn't possible. So, I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. In the shower, my skin danced as the hot water hit it. I find myself always wondering what it would be like to be touched or loved so great it makes your skin dance the way a hot shower does. I got myself so worked up that I had to give in to my urges. As the water runs down my volumptuous body, I start to make circular motions on my cl*t with my fingers. With each second going faster and faster, then slower and slower, as I approach my climax, my hair starts to stand up on my body. Then, with one last stroke of my fingers, I felt my soul leave my body. It is almost as though the air around me is filled with arousal. At least something good happened today. When I got out of the shower, I looked at myself long and hard in the mirror. My long brown hair hung down to my round firm butt. It hugged every curve just right. My waist is small, about 24 inches. My boobs are perky and are the perfect size C. My face is pale and I have heart-shaped lips, a narrow nose, and big doe eyes. My eyes are something I look at daily. They are so different from everyone else in my family. They are completely and totally mesmerizing. They are a very bright blue, brighter than the Caribbean. My trance is broken by the sound of my father banging on the door. "What the hell is taking so long?" Dad yelled. "I'll be out in a minute Dad!" I replied. I brushed my hair, put on my robe and I went to my room. Today is going to be a good day. It is the first day of senior year and today makes one more year until I can leave and never look back. As I was getting ready for school, something just felt off. Like I was being watched. Which was odd, no one cared about me enough to watch me. Or so I thought. When I'm done getting ready for school, I rush downstairs and start breakfast. I knew Dad would be upset if it wasn't done when he made his way to the kitchen. As I am finishing up the bacon I hear Rory fall out of bed. I shut off the stove and ran back upstairs. When I had gotten to Rory's room, he was on the floor still half asleep. I giggled to myself. I went over to him and slowly nudged him awake. I said softly, "Roar, you better wake up or Dad is going to eat all the bacon." "Nooooooo!" Rory yelled. He jumped up off the floor and ran to the bathroom. As he was showering, I picked out his outfit for school and sat it on his bed. I retreated back downstairs and made everyone's plate. Dad came downstairs first. "Good morning Dad." I said. "Good morning Mad." He replied. I hated it when he called me that. My name is Mad-ILYN. Madilyn. Before I got the chance to sit down, Rory came running downstairs yelling, "Happy Birthday to Madi, Happy Birthday to Madi." My heart skipped a beat. An 11-year-old remembered my birthday, not my Dad and certainly not my Mom. "Happy birthday kid." Dad said without taking his eyes up from the paper. "Thanks Dad..." I responded sadly. After breakfast, I loaded the dishwasher and watched Dad leave for work. It was now 7:10 and the bus would be there any minute. I get my bag and Rory's bag and off we go on our first day of school. On the bus, I made sure to tell Rory any homework he got today. I would help him when we got home, but he only heard the homework part before he ran off with his friends. When I got to school, the first person I looked for was Jayden. She was the only person in the world who knew me, truly knew me. She has been my best friend forever. After senior year we plan to both go to the University of Washington and be dorm buddies. She is my soulmate. "Happy Birthday Madilyn!" Jayden said, full of excitement. "Thanks Jayden!" I responded. "Make a wish." Jayden said while holding an imaginary cupcake. I knew what my wish was. I wanted Aleczander Gordan to make me his. I wanted every single inch of that man. From his beautiful head down to his toes. I could just lick his mocha skin all day long. I could stare into his warm honey eyes all the time. I can imagine it now. Aleczander walks into the cafeteria and our eyes meet across the room. He signals me to the cleaners' closet. Once I arrived, he pulled me in and started to kiss me passionately. Almost as if he needs to taste me to stay alive. His lips leave mine as he discovers the sensitive spot on my neck and I let out moans the whole time. As he gets to my blouse, he tears it off without ripping any buttons and starts to caress my boobs. He slowly takes each one out of the bra and circles his tongue around my n*****s. As he starts to suck them with everything he has, my moans get louder. I can feel his rock hard c*ck pressing up against my stomach as he was bending down just to make love to me. He stood at a good 6'3'' while I was a mere 5'5''. Then, suddenly, the bell rings and reality sets in. I looked up to find Aleczander in the cafeteria with his arm around Sasha. I just drop my head and go to class. Today was the longest day of my life. For some reason around every corner my mind trailed off to s*x. Maybe I just needed to get laid. The only problem is, I want to be a virgin when I meet the love of my life. So just getting laid is not an option. Or is it? No, it can't be. Your body deserves to be cherished is what my Grandma always told me. I get it, Grams, but I am just so horny. When I get home, I rush up to my room and tell Rory to play some video games and then I'll be able to help him with his homework. When I got to my room, I locked the door behind me and I laid down on my bed and unbuttoned my pants. I put my hand down my pants and started to play with myself. It felt so good I thought I was going to scream. I grab a t-shirt and put it in my mouth. The pleasure vibrated through my body and within minutes it exploded with a great release. I changed my underwear, then headed back downstairs. The rest of the evening I helped Rory with his homework, cooked dinner, managed to get my Dad off the couch and into bed, threw away all the empty beer cans, got Rory to bed, cleaned and then finally I went to bed. Before I fell asleep, I made a wish to God that something would change because I was dreading the repetition of the year to come.